Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 998

It was only then that her grandmother realized that Monique's expression was not quite good. Her young and immature face was a little pale. Then her grandmother was anxious. "What's wrong, Monique? Are you feeling unwell?"

Monique felt suffocated. She knew that her grandmother had good intentions.

However, her grandmother's words inadvertently pierced Monique's sore spot.

She and Henry were completely different from what her grandmother had imagined.

How could he marry her?

When would her parents be free?

She didn't know.

They had abandoned her since she was a child. She didn't even know where they were, so how could she know when they were free?

They wouldn't be free for the rest of their lives, would they?

All of a sudden, the scar was removed. Monique shook her head with a ferocious look on her face. She still smiled and shook her head gently. Enduring the pain in her heart, she wanted to tell her grandmother that she had no parents.

"Could it be that there is something hard to say, or..." Mu Siyuan was scared by her mother just now because of a new woman.

This time, she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

But sometimes, if you didn't say something, it would make people feel more meaningful.

His nephew was now in charge of the company, and Mu Group's company was entirely under his control.

For her, an aunt, she was just a president in a small company.

Her parents were so biased and biased towards men.

Otherwise, no matter what, she should give her half of her property.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have to act on his husband's face all the time.

Grandma, who had experienced much of the world, soon understood what she shouldn't have mentioned. She immediately broke the ice and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes. Monique, if you are full, let Henry take you to the manor for a walk."

When Monique saw her grandmother's slightly furrowed brows, she felt a little guilty.

Moreover, she had to tell her grandmother sooner or later about this matter. After all, it was related to Little Nomi.

The more she hid, the easier it was for others to make trouble.

"There's nothing hard to say. I just happened to mention my parents. Such a name is too long..." Monique pursed her lips. "I don't have parents. When I was a child, they divorced and then left. They will never come back."

Monique smiled faintly. Her shallow smile was like a flower blown away by the cold wind on a plum branch, which was sad and heartbreaking.

Grandma was slightly stunned. She just thought that maybe Monique was born in a humble family.

But she didn't care about her family background at all. She still wanted to find a suitable time to tell her.